Artificial / Took a Long Time (Interlude) - YFN Lucci

I stood on that block like a attic

I stood on that block I ain’t have it

I stood on that block with my gun cocked

I stood on that block like a savage

I sip codeine with a passion

Nigga play with me we blasting

I squeeze that mic with a passion

I swear it ain’t no comparison

I swear I took the fastest, don’t open your mouth boy you know what will happen

I got the bank boy you know you ain’t havin'

24 hours you know we was trappin'

In the mo cups you know it was Active

At your front door we gone get active

Every show goin' up shoutout to Lavish

I got the beamer that’s painted so nasty

Them hoes use to ignore

Now they get it off the floor

A hunnit thousand on the floor

Made the bitch get it off the floor

They know not to play with the boy

They know I slang that AK like guitar

They know I’m comin' and ain’t no remorse

Apply the pressure when needed

Supply the street then we feed it

We got whatever they need it

I told 'em don’t ever deceive me

Always sayin' she gone leave me but I don’t need it

Tell me why niggas be actin' like bitches

This shit with prices I’m a differ

I pour champagne on bitches

See I came too far to miss it

I can’t be listening to niggas, word to my momma, sister

These niggas be artificial, these bitches be down with 'em

My money talkin' niggas whisperin'

Keep on talkin' they gone miss ya

If they got them drums we got missiles

We got them bombs and them missiles

Either you with us or against us

I dare you niggas go against us

Hopped out that mad black Bugatti

They able but what they gone do bout it

When I’m in the world you the Rarri

I flew my momma to Dubai

See I gott his hoe and she too fly

But I got time to do by her

I got that iron in her lil purse

I keep on lying cause the truth hurt

When we be flyin' you know we in first

Can’t wait to land and hop in the vert

We got them bags and we went to work

If you got that cash then you gone get served

If you got that cash you gone get served

Her handbag by Manolo, I had to hide the dope in Leah stroller

I’m tryna get endorsed by the soda

Pull up in the Porsche shit emotive

All my life I been chosen

All my life I been focused

All my rifles been loaded and if a nigga play I’ll unload 'em

Tell me why niggas be actin' like bitches

This shit with prices I’m a differ

I pour champagne on bitches

See I came too far to miss it

I can’t be listening to niggas, word to my momma, sister

These niggas be artificial, these bitches be down with 'em

My money talkin' niggas whisperin'

Keep on talkin' they gone miss ya

If they got them drums we got missiles

We got them bombs and them missiles

Ethier you with us or against us

I dare you niggas go against us

Damn, down bad on my dick

I hate when I ain’t got shit

Don’t you hate when you ain’t got shit

Niggas say they got shit but they don’t really got shit

Naw I had to make one like this

See I ain’t never made one like this

The P. O on my ass hope I ain’t gotta piss

If I pay for a job you better not miss

Truth be told so I ain’t lie bih

Stood on that block til' I ran out of it

Get this money was my hobby

Gotta keep the carbone 6 by me

All my life I been tryna get it

All my life we tryna get it

They told me get money but sometimes I didn’t

Took a long time but I did it

Took a long time

We took a long time

Took a long time but it’s fine